salt of our lives

Tonight was suppose to be an attempt to find a new photo story since the one I've been working on isn't. Instead, we ended up aimlessly walking through Dupont looking for a place to get coffee. Marianne and I nervously (ok, I was the only nervous one) walked into a strip club that was suppose to be "shady". It ended up being quite posh and empty. I asked the owner if I could document what happens behind the scenes. He told me to come back tomorrow. Did that really just happen?



"salt of our lives" - Mike.



These guys.



Rossi, Maria, and I once mistakened this place for a convenience store. "I don't think they sell water here."